Of jonquils and grommets: Artichokes in Cricket

Sublime summer, everyone! (Or wondrous wintertide for those below the Tropic of Capricorn.)
Some posts got pre-empted by my series on Robert Zend, after which I took a hiatus from the blog for a couple of months. So I’m cranking it up again like an old Victrola.
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Five minimalist poems from R Is the Artichoke of Rose are in the latest issue of Cricket Online Review. Mwah! to the editors.
Click on the image below for the first poem, then “advance” for the rest: